A little goes a long, long way- A little thought that wakes my day That maybe when I’m feeling low, I’ll submit myself to letting go. Letting anger, sadness, fear Float away and disappear- Responding to some stimuli With barely but a blinking eye. But deep inside, there’s something “wrong” That fills me up with … Continue reading Sunday Struggles…
I don’t remember what it was Not to have you around. Everyday, a dream- a Frozen, lost Fog filtered every thought. All I could sense was my own Broken heart. “Left behind”, those words Encompassed my being. ~*~*~ Why wasn’t she enough To keep you here, where you could love without the strain of … Continue reading Left Behind.
Ashes drifted lazily, carrying a message to the heavens. It said: “Who needs your help now that the flames of hell have reaped another soul from the useless hope in my unheard prayers?” The tears of a child fell from the face of a man, who’s burning anguish was answered with rain. Lost in the … Continue reading On “Unanswered” Prayers
There is no way to cleanse you from my blood; the DNA that spreads through me, entangled in a history of you and us and insanity, is permanently tattooed on my life like the ink in my skin that reminds me, each day, to move on. I scrub myself red and raw, crying to empty … Continue reading Still Trapped.
Petals drip from golden hair, which drops so lightly from her head. Rouge rubbed softly in her cheeks, she hums a tune of soft repress. Bluer lace wrapped round her neck- a navy noose adorned with gems. Wrapping silks of whites and reds, she wraps her mind around the end. While teardrops wake in emerald … Continue reading Maiden
~*~ Edited 10/24/19 @ 5:12 PM ~*~ Darkest depths of memories, Tucked in as children lost to sleep, taunt and tease a lonely child, alone in her own reveries. I believe, as she believed, they’d one day come to be something more than simple thoughts, simply more than emptied dreams. Those of heroes in the … Continue reading On Old Memories
The first words were gentle, Caught up in a cloud of nerves, Unsure of where to drop their swell, But knowing things would fall soon. When they did, It was a gift to the desert land, Nothing but sand- Each drop brought something new. We’ve never been much less since then; Teasing lovers, closer friends. … Continue reading For You
Oh, hello! I see you’ve come to play. I’ve no time to bounce a ball, But you can hide in my mind And throw a stone or two. Just don’t break anything, it’s fragile in there. Glass, everywhere. Perhaps we can become friends? You show me yours, I’ll show you mine? There’s plenty of space … Continue reading On Mental Guests.
She tugs at the shore, leaving bits of herself behind to soak into the sand, while collecting small treasures to horde beneath her waves. Salt mingles with the breeze that lifts her up and draws her back, carrying the roaring din of the songs she sings while making her way. Light paints her hair with … Continue reading Untouched